Sword of Coming

The old woman sneered and said: "You have hurt my sister's cultivation foundation. The debt will be settled. Even if you are an Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator holding a magic weapon, you are still doomed."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Seeing that the city lord's chariot was about to arrive, the old woman muttered words and cast spells. The dead trees, like human feet, began to move, plowing away the soil, and soon a large open space was made. As the chariot slowly descended, there were The two female ghosts in green who were responsible for clearing the way were holding ivory jade wats in their hands. They landed first and threw out the jade wats in their hands. A burst of white light flowed down the earth like a spring. The dense forest mud turned into a white jade square. It was extremely smooth and spotless. Chen Pingan When the "water flow" passed by his feet, he didn't want to touch it, so he jumped up slightly and waved his hand to a nearby dead branch that was half a man's height. With a flick of his wrist, he nailed it into the ground. Chen Ping'an stood on the dead branch.

Back then, when he followed Mao Xiaodong to fight against the enemy in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, Mao Xiaodong specifically explained the power of an formation master afterwards.

The two ghosts who looked like palace maids in green looked at each other and smiled. The foreign expert who had caused the White Lady so much trouble never thought that she was such a coward.

The old woman sneered: "This young man is so courageous."

Chen Ping'an replied, "Grandma has a good eye."

The two pretty green ghosts found it interesting and covered their mouths while laughing.

In the Ghost Valley, where ghosts and monsters roam everywhere, it is rare to see a living person, and interesting men in the human world are even more rare.

The huge chariot that looked like a women's boudoir slowly landed on the ground. Immediately, two female ghosts in gorgeous costumes appeared. They moved gently and opened the curtain at the same time. One of them bowed and said softly: "City Lord, here we are. "

Chen Ping'an looked up and saw a girl in a phoenix crown sitting in the carriage. The rouge was a bit too thick, her eyes were dull, like a soulless puppet, and her skirt spread like a huge lotus leaf, occupying an area of ​​100 square meters. Most of the chariot is taken up, which makes the little girl like that little lotus show off her sharp corners, which is very funny.

The lord of Skin City, named Fan Yunluo, occupied a city after her death, and specialized in recruiting female ghosts to perform their duties in Skin City. She hated men, and she called herself the "Powder Marquis" because she was born with such an exquisite figure, even though she was extremely short. However, it is said that she was well-proportioned and good at poetry and songs. Countless men worshiped her under her pomegranate skirt. During her lifetime, she was an emperor's favored princess. She was as light as a swallow. There were allusions to palm dancing in history.

Another female ghost in palace clothes was helpless and had to remind her again: "City Lord, wake up, we are here."

The girl shuddered, shook her head, and was still a little confused. Her eyes gradually returned to clarity, and she yawned. She stretched out her hand to cover it up. There was a silk sheath on her palm, and the precious light flowed, revealing a wrist like mutton fat and jade.

Fan Yunluo looked down at the man in a bamboo hat standing on a dead branch, "It was you, an incomprehensible guy, who caused my Bai Aiqing to be seriously injured and had to sleep in the soul-washing pool? Do you know that she came here after my will?" Discussing a business with you that will make you a lot of money every day, you are so kind-hearted that you will be punished."

Seeing that the young man showed no sign of speaking, Fan Yunluo was not angry and continued: "By the way, where is that snowflake robe, where did you hide it? It's not a token of love given to you by Bai Aiqing. It's hidden and hidden." What's more, take it out. This is her beloved thing. She is as precious as her life. Without her, she will die of grief. We in Skin City kindly seek your cooperation, but you are repaying it with evil intentions. Let's not mention this debt for now. , In the Ghost Valley, you still have to rely on your fists to speak. You got that snowflake robe, it’s all up to you, you can make a price now, and I’ll buy it back.”

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "In the eyes of City Lord Fan, how much is this robe worth?"

Fan Yunluo said seriously: "It should be worth three to five Grain Rain coins no matter what, and it is Bai Aiqing's favorite. I will redeem it on her behalf. Once the golden mouth is opened, it should be doubled no matter what. If you compromise, it will be eight coins." Guyu money.”

Chen Ping'an asked: "Next, City Master Fan is going to ask me how much my little life is worth, and then he will deduct eight Grain Rain coins to convert it, and after returning the robe to Skin City, he will hand over a large amount of money with both hands." A magical amount of money to make amends?”

Fan Yunluo's eyes lit up and she leaned forward, her young face full of curiosity, "Why are you so smart? Could it be the roundworm in my belly? Why do you know everything I think?" "

She shook her sleeves and said, "Very good. After I apologize, I will give you a fortune and keep it for you to make a lot of money. Don't worry."

Chen Ping'an asked: "What kind of deal?"

She stretched out her hands forward and said with a smile: "After handing over the snowflake robe and Guyu money, we will discuss this deal that will allow your descendants to enjoy wealth."

Chen Pingan asked: "Why doesn't City Lord Fan go to the Pima Sect monks or other traveling experts to do this business?"

She narrowed her eyes, "Those old-fashioned people who are dedicated to slaying demons have never been greedy for money, but they look down on this business. Ordinary Qi practitioners, whose realm is low and unable to hold on, are wasting the energy of my city. The realm is too high, and it will be difficult to discuss the issue of dividing the accounts between the two parties. There may also be troubles that disturb my dreams, so Bai Aiqing and the others have worked hard to find him for more than a hundred years, and you are the most suitable one."

After saying these words, Fan Yunluo still stretched out her hands without retracting them. There was a bit of evil on her face, "You just make me freeze like this. It's very tiring. Do you know?"

Chen Pingan fell into deep thought.

Although many large and small cities in the south of Ghost Valley, including Skinny City, generally maintain a delicate situation with the monks of the Pima Sect, it is difficult to communicate with the monks of the Skeleton Beach, so many city owners will rely on their own background. and vision, looking for one or several monks to help build bridges for business dealings with the outside world, and each getting what he needs. Otherwise, the ghosts in the ghost valley will have no way to escape the embarrassing situation of sitting on the mountain and eating the ground. If we talk about the ghost valley's ghosts, Qi, no matter how much it is, is still a quantitative "one". As long as the realm of ghosts in the Ghost Valley is high enough and the vision is broad enough, you can climb up and look far away, overlooking the entire Ghost Valley, and you can see some traces of the flow of luck, so The growth of each powerful heroic spirit means the loss of other Yin spirits and ghosts. This is a game of chess. The battle for territory has always been about you being more and me being less. There is no possibility for both parties to make money in harmony. Most of the northern territory of Ghost Valley is occupied by White Bone Jingguan City. They often send troops to invade south and return with great plunder. Therefore, the issue of "open source" has become a top priority for the southern city lords.

The Pima Sect guarded the exit archway on the surface, seemingly besieging the city, but in fact they couldn't help but the southern city lord cultivated puppets to trade with the outside world. He did not have his own plans. He did not want the southern power to be too weak, so as not to comply with the saying that the strong will have good luck. As the old saying goes, Jingguan City successfully unified the Ghost Valley.

The old woman said sternly: "How dare you, the city lord asks you, how dare you stay in a daze?"

She is no different from the white lady who shows off her face with half-face makeup. She is also one of the four confidants of Fan Yunluo in Skinny City. She was a nun in the imperial palace during her lifetime, and she was also worshiped by the royal family. Although she was a qigong practitioner , but she is also good at fighting at close quarters, so the ghost of White Lady was severely injured before, so Skinny City still dared to let her come to greet Chen Ping'an, otherwise she would lose two ghost generals at once, and Skinny, who has a small family fortune, would The city is in danger, and the surrounding cities are not in good shape.

Fan Yunluo suddenly raised a hand to signal the old woman not to rush.

She looked a little wary.

The young ranger slowly raised his head and took off his hat.

The bamboo hat disappeared out of thin air.

The old woman and the two young ladies in palace attire on the chariot felt a little nervous.

As expected, he was a guy who carried a square-inch tomb and a small arsenal of the most valuable treasures of the Immortal family.

Chen Pingan put the bamboo hat among the things nearby.

The bamboo hat is just an ordinary thing. Wei Bo and Zhu Lian gave some advice to remind Chen Ping'an to walk around the world. When wearing a bamboo hat, he should pay more attention to his breath and not to let out too much, so as not to be too dazzling and alert others, especially in the mountains of Daze. , a place where ghosts are rampant, Chen Pingan needs to be more careful. Otherwise, it would be like walking among the tombs in the wilderness at night, not only holding a lantern, but also beating gongs and drums, imitating Pei Qian and putting talismans on the forehead, so that the little ghosts would be frightened and cower, and the big ghosts would come to the door angrily.

Chen Ping'an had actually discovered this in the mountains south of Shujian Lake. At that time, Chen Ping'an was puzzled and his golden literary courage was broken. Logically speaking, that "morality is in the body and all evil can be avoided." The awe-inspiring atmosphere should then disintegrate and disappear.

Zeng Ye, Ma Duyi and Gu Can at that time were even more confused and didn't know the reason.

Returning to his hometown, he arrived at the Luolu Mangosteen Tower. As Chen Pingan's realm climbed up and he became a six-level martial artist, he was already familiar with condensing his energy. However, to be careful, Chen Pingan then traveled to the central part of Aquarius Continent and still wore this Hold a bamboo hat as a sign of introspection.

After Chen Pingan took off his bamboo hat, he still deliberately suppressed his momentum, smiled and said: "In the past, circumstances forced me to do business with people who were obviously enemies with each other. Now I can't talk to you in the city." If there is any big grudge, we should discuss it carefully. At the worst, we can give it a try. Whether we can buy or sell does not depend on benevolence and righteousness. But I just figured it out. Of course we can do business. I am now half a baggage, indeed. I want to make money, but I can’t delay my business.”

Chen Ping'an took out the snowflake robe that looked like a snow-white silk scarf again, "The robe can be returned to Skin City. In exchange, you can tell me the traces of the earthly immortal ghost. I have made this deal, and the others are free of charge. ”

Fan Yunluo stood up slowly. Even though she was standing in the chariot, she was not as tall as the two young female ghosts in palace attire at the steps outside the chariot.

Fan Yunluo asked with a straight face: "After talking so much, I don't look like someone who has the guts to die. I hate people bargaining the most in my life. Since you don't appreciate it, I'll peel off your soul and leave it on your skin." Let's light up the lights in the city and let's do business again. This is the trouble you brought on yourself. You can't make a lot of magic money, but you can only make a small profit and hang your life."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I have learned a lesson."

Therefore, one should do as the Romans do. In Luzhou, Beiju, talking nonsense is the worst way to go.

Didn't the academy saint personally take action and beat the three great monks to admit their mistakes?

Chen Pingan glanced at the sky.

I originally wanted to take it step by step and start practicing with the Golden Core Ghost, which has a relatively weak power.

Now it seems that a change of strategy is needed.

Fighting alone in the entire city of Skinny City is a rare opportunity to experience.

And since Skin City is located in the southernmost part of Guixi Valley, not far from Lanshe Town, Chen Pingan can either fight or retreat.

However, Chen Pingan has made up his mind. Now that the fight has begun, there will be no further trouble.

Even if he retreats every time, it is for the next fight with the ghosts in Skinny City.

Otherwise, if you go north alone and have to worry about sneak attacks from behind all the time, that would be real sloppiness.

And in this way, you might be able to save a golden Shuchi Talisman.

Chen Ping'an had been traveling north all the way before, and he always felt that the yin and yang barrier of the Ghost Valley was there. He carefully weighed it and realized that if he could strike with all his strength from the Sword Immortal in his hand, he might be able to briefly open a gap, but he would only be able to create a path. However, once you are too far away from the small door, it is still difficult to leave, so Chen Pingan plans to write another golden Shuchichi Talisman. With two in hand, he is far away from the barrier of heaven and earth, no matter how strong it is. Enemies surround you and block you halfway, but you still have a chance to escape from the Ghost Valley and reach the Bone Beach.

It's just that this matter cannot be rushed, and the talisman must be drawn in a secluded place, otherwise once the details are revealed, not to mention two golden Shuchichi talismans, twenty of them will be of no use.

There are many powerful immortals in the Ghost Valley, not to mention the Lord of Jingguan City who is at the Yupu Realm. It should not be difficult for him to leave the Ghost Valley, but he is afraid that the Pima Sect monks will occupy the advantageous position in the Skeleton Beach and wait and see. . However, the Pima Sect may actually hope that this Jade Pu realm ghost can leave the Ghost Valley. The group of demons has no leader. The Ghost Valley has always been in intrigues and has been fighting fiercely for thousands of years. There is deep resentment between each other. Once there is no backbone, it will be a piece of loose sand. ?

Fan Yunluo told the ghosts under his command from the bottom of her heart, "Be careful with the sword that this person is carrying behind his back. It is most likely a magic weapon that can only be possessed by an earthly immortal sword cultivator."

Fan Yunluo's eyes were burning, she rubbed her palms, and the brilliance of her two gloves soared. This was one of the reasons why she, the "Rouge Marquis", could create her own city in the south of Ghost Valley and stand firm.

Fan Yunluo twitched the corner of his mouth. As long as he captured that young man, it would definitely be a huge unexpected windfall! The green robe on his body is not bad, and the wine flask on his waist. Maybe it is a deception trick used by an expert, and it is of higher quality. Plus the sword, which was handed over to Bailong City this year. Not only have the tribute items been found, but you can choose one of the green robes and the vermilion wine pot. Skinny City will still have a huge surplus. As long as it expands by more than a thousand troops, maybe it will be enough by then. There is no need to rely on others to breathe and linger.

After all, when the White Lady, who was not very powerful but good at psychedelics, was sent here to test, she was prepared with both hands. It was hard to chew hard bones, so she took a step back and did a long-term business. But if this person has a lot of treasures and is capable If it doesn't work, then it's no wonder that the first-come-first-served position in the skin-greasy city near water and towers has a huge advantage.

In the Ghost Valley, not to mention cannibalism, all ghosts eat it!

Chen Pingan put his hand around his shoulder and said, "Play it yourself. Remember to kill with one blow and don't damage the opponent's skeleton. I will keep all the bones of these female ghosts as capital. If they are broken into pieces, they cannot be sold." Offer a good price.”

Then Chen Pingan patted the sword gourd and said, "Same reason."

A long golden line swept out from Chen Pingan's back.

The sword gourd on his waist also produced two snow-white and faint green fireflies.

In this white jade square, dozens of greasy-skinned city female ghosts were surrounded, and they felt a golden light pass by. Their eyes were so hot that they were like the scorching sun, and the next moment they were fragrant and died.

There was even a little light passing through between their eyebrows.

Chen Ping'an took his time, rolled up the sleeves of his green shirt, lightly jumped down from the dead wood at his feet, and walked straight towards the chariot.

Love the fragrance and cherish the jade?

In the dilapidated ancient temple of Shushui Kingdom, a boy with straw sandals once rained punches on the head of a female ghost, directly beating the plump and charming ghost to pieces.

In the Emperor's Pavilion of Caiyi Kingdom, he once fought against Shi Rou, who was still a skeletal beauty at that time, and it was even more crisp and smooth.

At the earliest time, Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain was eating a piece of porcelain unexpectedly on his neck in a shady alley.

The old woman was trembling, as if hesitating whether to escort the city lord or not, vowing to block this man's way to the death.

Fan Yunluo's face was frosty, but the next moment she suddenly bloomed like a spring flower, with a charming smile, and said with a smile: "Sword Immortal, why don't we sit down and have a chat? The price is negotiable, and it is Master Sword Immortal who has the final say anyway."

Chen Ping'an's feet suddenly exerted force, and a spider web burst out. It was actually a white jade square made directly from the two spiritual weapons of the female ghost that had previously opened the way, the jade wat. It suddenly shattered like porcelain, with fragments splattering in all directions.

Chen Ping'an straightened his head and rushed towards the chariot.

The two female ghosts tried to stop him, but were directly thrown away by the majestic fists on both sides of Chen Pingan.

Fan Yunluo's face changed slightly, she waved her sleeves, and her skirt, which was as big as a lotus leaf and occupied the vast area of ​​the chariot, rippled. She giggled, but the resentment in her eyes was clearly visible, and she spoke sweet words on her lips: "Afraid I’m sorry, I’ll see you later, if you have the ability, come to Skiny City and be intimate with me.”

The chariot swayed, and the two confidant maids in palace attire were shaken off the chariot and thrown to the ground.

Chen Pingan jumped up high, stretched out his hand to explore, and the sword fairy with a tacit understanding rushed over. Chen Pingan held it in his hand and slashed it with his sword.

The huge chariot rolled dexterously, barely dodging the sword, and then instantly sank into the depths of the dense forest. There was a dull sound as it escaped.

Chen Ping'an tiptoed and stepped on the flying sword Chuyi who was coming. He raised his body by more than ten feet, followed the sounds and movements in the ground, and finally looked at one place with concentration. The sword in his hand flew away like a crossbow arrow. , lasing away.

The chariot changed its trajectory in a hurry and avoided the sword fairy's stab.

This slight delay made Fan Yunluo's escape inevitably slow down a bit.

Chen Ping'an stepped on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, tapping the water again and again, raising his arms high and punching the ground.

Under the earth, there was a rumble, like spring thunder in the netherworld.

Waves of precious light swayed in the ground, and there was a series of angrily curse words from the Lord of the Skin City. Finally, his voice became smaller and smaller, and it seemed that the chariot was escaping deeper into the city at once.

Chen Ping'an knew in his heart that this was the secret method for the chariot to escape from the earth, and it must have restrictions. The farther the surface of the earth "floated", the faster the chariot moved, and the deeper it burrowed into the earth and wandered. Under the strange water and soil of this ghostly valley, it was blocked. more. At first, Fan Yunluo was lucky, but now that she had suffered a big loss, she had to choose the lesser of two evils. She would rather return to Skiny City slowly, or avoid the assassination of her own fists and earth-shaking swords.

The sword fairy and Chen Ping'an had the same mind, and he stepped on it without rising too high, keeping as close to the ground as possible, and then used the sword to go to Skin City.

As for Feijian on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they went to the ground to follow the chariot.

No matter what, Fan Yunluo cannot be allowed to hide in Skinny City too easily.

Moreover, Chen Ping'an still wanted to try to see if Skinny City's defensive formation could block his own sword.

At the top of a hill, Chen Pingan hovered over the Sword Immortal.

There stood a white-bone ghost wearing a Confucian shirt but without any flesh and blood, holding a sword at his waist.

He smiled and said: "The rabbit bites people when it is anxious, why do you have to kill all that Fan Yunluo. She has always bullied the weak and fears the strong, and is the best at sizing up the situation. You don't have to worry about her pestering you. For so many years, her cleverness has been misled by her cleverness. More than once or twice, the mute has eaten coptis. She has long been accustomed to it. Since she is frightened, she will only bow her head and apologize to you. Besides, if you really want to kill Fan Yunluo, you will break a certain agreement between Zhu Quan and the lord of Jingguan City. The rule is that if a group of city lords swarm to kill you, you will have no choice but to exit the Ghost Valley. I would like to remind you that if you go further north, even if you stick to the ground and wield a sword, you will be discovered by the nearby city lords. "

Chen Pingan asked: "Who are you?"

The skeleton swordsman in a Confucian shirt smiled and said: "The golden elixir ghost that Fan Yunluo happened to help prevent the disaster has its name in my city, but that's all. I advise you to return to the Crow Ridge as soon as possible, otherwise you will probably I will work in vain and steal all the loot for that golden elixir ghost. I have agreed in advance that the distinction between kings and ministers, masters and servants in Ghost Valley is just a joke. No one takes it seriously. The word "profit" comes first, and even the king of heaven does not recognize it. Believe it or not is your business."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It turns out to be the Lord of Bailong City."

The white-bone skeleton wearing a Confucian robe and hanging a long sword obviously looked ridiculous, but it didn't give people the slightest sense of absurdity. It nodded and smiled and said: "Nice to meet you."

Chen Pingan thought about it.

Chen Ping'an smiled and patted the sword-raising gourd, and the flying swords, Chu Yi and Fifteen, flew back into the pot one after another.

Chen Ping'an held his sleeves with both hands, holding a golden Shuchi Talisman in his left hand and a walnut bracelet in his right hand. "Does the City Lord have any other suggestions?"

The most powerful Yin spirit in the south of Ghost Valley shook his head, "It's gone."

Chen Pingan controls the sword fairy and arcs away.

The Lord of Bailong City lightly stomped his feet, "Come out."

A chariot rolled out from the foot of the hillside. This important treasure of Skin City was seriously damaged, which clearly showed the power of the previous sword and punch.

Fan Yunluo sat in the carriage, covering her face with her hands and crying. At this moment, she really looked like an innocent girl.

The Skeleton City Lord in green shirt and sword said with a smile: "You, you, when can you not do a business without losing money? You don't think about it, a young man is always cautious, but he dares to go directly to Qinglu Zhen, are you here to die?"

Fan Yunluo lay in the chariot with pear blossoms in the rain, lamenting and crying loudly.

Returning to Crow Ridge, Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for the old woman who was gone, the remains and bones of the other dead female ghosts were still there.